Boss Come Here Please!
Pregnant Woman
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Staring at the roundabout pizza that was only eaten a little, making Arga a little disappointed. Though he bought the food with a little difficulty because he had to queue a little earlier.
According to the mandate of his wife, he had to buy typical Italian food alone without having to tell anyone else. In Arga's mind thought. "Are pregnant women always this annoying?"
Arga looked at the figure of the wife who was still busy staring at the television screen, actually he was upset but again his timidity was defeated by his blind love for this woman. Asta suddenly turned his face to Arga by putting on a flat face.
"Arga, you said you'd garden with me. I want young mangoes now" Asta said.
"Ha-a, young mango? Why do you eat young mangoes? While we have ripe mangoes, we just have the waiter deliver here, no need to bother picking yourself, dear." Arga indirectly rejected the request of his wife. Instead of according, Asta instead put on a sour face that is really unsightly.
"Aren't you going to obey the words of this ham woman of yours, Arga?" asta asked with an emphasis tone of voice so inevitably Arga no longer have the power to reject the wishes of the empress of his heart.
"Alright, I'm losing."
At that instant Asta was seen smiling cheerfully, like the morning sun that radiated its glare.
"Here I carry, to where you want," said Arga in a soft tone not contrived.
Asta extended his spoiled hand to the man who was almost 36 years old. As Arga began to hold Asta's body, and was about to lift his body, Asta suddenly became nauseous and vomited his stomach contents into a floor.
Hoekk....
"Why, baby?" ask Arga to worry.
"I don't know, it looks like your son hates you so much, that just smelling the scent of your body he hates, hoekkk ...." Arga pressed Asta's nape so he took out everything he had eaten since. Asta sighed for a moment and limp after spewing out his entrails. While Arga released his grip on the nape of Asta.
"You rest, you don't have to go anywhere!" arga commands. But again Asta looked at the handsome man's face with a grinning look that was so sadistic and cruel.
"Otherwise? You just vomited. You're sick, baby," Arga again.
"Do I look that weak?! So you said kamy said I was sick?" Asta's eyes increasingly glared sharply at the tall man's body.
While Arga could only sigh, regulating his own emotions facing the pregnant mother before him this.
"Alright come!" Arga led his wife's body to get up and walk on his own.
"What about the dirt on that floor?" asta asked pointing towards his former vomit earlier.
"Let's have the waiter clean it up."
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Arriving at the mango garden right next to this big house. Asta's eyes were completely shocked, a lot of mangoes hanging on the tree. In the garden there are 5 mango trees while not far from the mango tree there are apple and orange trees and other tropical fruits. Because Arga was so fond of fruit that he surrounded his house with orchards like this.
"Arga I want to climb!" asta is full of enthusiasm.
Arga restrained his wife's body from climbing the mango tree.
"Eit, where are you going?"
"Step up!" yell Asta's upset.
"You forget, in your stomach is our little child?"
Asta stopped his steps and gently stroked his still-small stomach. "I'm sorry your mother, son," Asta said.
"You're sitting on that mat!" arga's orders, apparently the assistants of Arga's house have prepared their equipment like a mat in addition to a basket of food and drinks. "Are you ready for all this? It's like the picnic I want, Arga."
"really? I can always read your mind, my little baby," seduced Arga.
"Hmmm ....".
Arga took off the suit that was perfectly attached to his body, then he also took off his shoes that looked still shiny then did not forget he rolled up a white shirt that he wore since morning then he prepared to climb the mango tree in front of him.
Arga still can not understand why he just want to obey the wishes of the pregnant woman, obey everything she wants, even the crazy thing to climb a mango tree just to take this raw tropical fruit. Even though since childhood he never did anything like this, because his life used to only run out to learn tutoring and other useful things.
"Which one do you want, honey?!" arga said half screaming.
"That one, next to you!" Asta pointed to one of the fruits right next to Arga. Arga took some fruit in one stalk then he went down.
"Huff." Arga sighed as it managed to descend safely.
"here, your order, Queen Mother." Arga handed the mango to his wife.
Asta's face looked sparkling, saliva as if it was about to come out from between his lips.
"Do you like it?" arga, again.
Asta just nodded excitedly.
"Do you not want to give this kiss to your husband?"
Asta stared intently then glanced ferociously at Arga. " You want me to get my stomach back? You didn't see just now how this kid hates you and doesn't want to get close to you?" asta said, sadist.
"Alright," replied Arga resignedly.
"And remember, there's no more sex in nine months!" hiss Asta.
"Relope ...." Arga looked shocked.
"You can see me like that?"
Arga shook his head weakly, looking at Asta's irritating behavior.
"Squeeze this mango!" the woman's orders.
"Ha ....? Good queen, I'll peel this mango for you." Arga sat on the mat, picking up the knife lying on top of the rattan food basket.
He began peeling little by little, Arga looked serious and calm doing things for a lifetime he rarely did, let alone did for others.
"Kok ....?" Arga asked but did not.
"You're upsetting me, wanting to kiss and hug you, Arga."
"You said you'd throw up if you were close to me?"
"Mhhh ...."
"Mhhh? Meaning?" ask Arga.
"I miss you, want to hug you, hold you, and feel that" Asta replied without hesitation.
"That? You said you wouldn't do it for nine months" asked Arga, reminding Asta earlier.
"So you rejected my wish!" yell Asta, pissed.
"Are pregnant women always wishy-washy," murmured Arga resentfully.
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My lover
Close your eyes for a moment, catch it...
when love comes touching
everything will feel new
Love is a beautiful word.
sometimes he leaves wounds
because sometimes endless happy
For the lovers
song lyrics and poetry verse are often created
to express the content in the heart
which came without them knowing
Like I am now
I feel and experience
without ever understanding
why all this must happen
Hi love!
Listen to me who calls you
because I don't want to look at you from far away
come closer, give me a hug
even if it was just a shadow
The love...
You know, I really need that
although the size is just a speck of dust.
By Adhy Artha ❤
The Legendary Author of the Monster.
Palu, June 26, 2020
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